Wednesday, August 3, 2011
The Best Blog Never Written
Two years ago, while drinking beers at an Irish bar in Arlington called Sine, Jesse told me about an excellent idea for a blog post he had. It would be about how when we were "serious runners" we kind of looked down on local running clubs but now that we are older, heavier, and injury prone we suddenly find ourselves envious of these groups. This was over two years ago when I was struggling to get in more than 30 minutes and nursing injuries while Jesse was unable to run more than a week without re-injuring his achilles. To put it more directly, we weren't in shape to join one of the running clubs that we had previously thought we were above. I remember seeing one of the local DC clubs working out on the track near my old apt. and wondering if I would ever get in shape to do a workout again. As it turns out running clubs are where the real runners are. Real runners run because they enjoy running.
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I agree that running groups are where a lot of the real runners are. And yet, even when I am uninjured and in shape, I have no desire to join one.
ReplyDeleteBut the chicks... the chicks are great. Allport you forget we're not married nor have kids. We're in it for the bitches man...
ReplyDeleteI've run with several social running groups the past couple months and have enjoyed each of them. . .even the chickless ones. I've found that real runners tend to be very nice, modest people. In some ways it seems like the running clubs filter out the people you don't care to meet. I do realize this doesn't resonate with CJ who is wondering "why would you ever want to be around people."
ReplyDeleteI should also mention that I'm counting the DSRC as one of these social running clubs even those we're still struggling with membership - Will Short listened to Jesse's speel over brunch the other weekend and responded with a firm "no". I've resorted to inviting CJ to come down from Philly for a run.